Counting down the days

It’s 5 days till I have to report in to the Funhouse to start the conditioning treatment for my transplant. To say that I have mixed feelings is an understatement. Now I look forward to sleepless nights, a screaming baby, nappy changing, late night feeds and fumbles, more nappy changing, more formula making and baby poo.

At the Funhouse, it will be beeps, whooshes, yet more meds, more poison, more radiation, bloods and crappy food. Honestly I pick baby poo and sleepless nights any day of the week.

On the one hand I understand how important it is to go through with the transplant and how essential it is to get well. But on the other hand I abhor the fact that I have to be away from the wife and Sophie for at least 4 weeks. Not to mention the stress and worry that they will be under when I am undergoing the treatment.

Also not looking forward to the boredom and the fact that I have to be confined to the room for most of the treatment. I’ll be having treatments most of the day every day leading up to day zero. Depending on my bloods, they may let me go to the scrubs or to the restaurant or shops during that time. After the infusion, I will probably need to be in the room for most of the time. I can’t even head out to pantry to get a cup of coffee!

I am ‘stocking up’ on all the games, movies, tv shows and entertainment of any sort that I can get my cyber hands on to prepare for the 4 weeks of insane boredom in the hospital. The wife reckons that I should watch at least one comedy show a day (laughter being the best medicine and all that) so I’ve obtained the entire Black Adder series. That should last me a while. 🙂

Whatever it is, I just have one goal in mind. Getting out and getting better. Even then it’s going to be back for regular follow ups, but at least it will be the end of chemotherapy. And the follow ups will end. Eventually. So after that it’s all about spending quality time with my little family. And that’s something to look forward to. 🙂